One Week: A poem

Sunday-Fell in a hole.

Monday-Trapped in a hole.

Tuesday-Trapped in a hole.

Wednesday-A dog found me.

Thursday-Trapped in a hole.

Friday-Lost my mind.

Saturday-Died of dehydration.


Anything better than this and your week was not bad. Right? (I’m talking to myself.)

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